What does friend mean to you

A word so wrongfully abused

Are you like me, confused

All included but you



Alone



The sounds of silence often soothe

Shapes and colors shift with mood

Pupils widen change their hue

Rapid brown avoid clear blue



Why's it have to be this way

Be this way, be this way

Be this way, be this way

Be this way



Flowers watched through wide eyes bloom

A child sings an unclaimed tune

Innocence spins cold cocoon

Grow to see the pain too soon



Why's it have to be this way

Be this way, be this way

Be this way, be this way

Be this way



(7 a.m. on a Tuesday, in August

Next week, I'll be 28, I'm still young

It'll be me, off the wall I scrape... you

I gotta wait

Show me you're irate

To cause this wake

It's my fate

They... they...

Never fuck with me again

My own clean slate

Don't fuck with me again

I just want to go straight through you

Irate)